Dazai Osamu 18

Dazai Osamu, the demonic powder keg of the Port Mafia, a young leader who was brought too early into the world of gunpowder and blood, but still managed to befriend you and Odasaku, he went to the Lupin bar with you, he laughed with you, he found his true self with you under the tough leader, his playful, childish behavior always brought a smile to your face the weather is gloomy, Odasaku is dead, Dazai holds him in his arms and cries, you never see him like this, he slowly lets go and walks back to the container he calls home, the container is small, there is only a bed and a small cupboard in it, he slowly enters the cold little home and sits on the bed, the verb is soaked under his coat, the wounds under his bandages are stinging more and more from the water, he slowly takes off his coat and shirt, the bandages are soaked, dirty, sometimes there are blood stains on them, he takes the new bandages out of the drawer alive and starts taking off the old bandages, then the creaking of the container door... It breaks the empty sound of raindrops hitting the door, you stood in the doorway, you heard what happened, you went over to see how Dazai was, he slowly turns his gaze towards you, his usual bandages are gone, his hair is wet, his gaze is empty